Chapter 2 Beggars Under the Billboard
In the middle of summer in July, the weather was so hot that even dragonflies dared to fly close to the shade of the trees, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings. The whole city is like a burnt brick kiln, making people breathless. The bird did not know where it had hid; The plants and trees were all depressed, as if they were dying; Only he knows, and ceases to cease to cried out in the branches; It's really a broken gong and a broken drum cheering for Lie!
Although it was already setting in the western mountains and it was getting late, the oncoming wind still made people feel the irritability brought by the heat. Lin Yang was wearing a yellowed white crewneck shirt, and walked down the endless street with his head down. He had just come out of the City of Automobile Equipment, and walked aimlessly in the hot wind, like a defeated soldier.
Sometimes fate is like "strong--annihilation", when you are powerless to resist, you have to try your best to learn to enjoy. But Lin Yang felt that God didn't even seem to give him this opportunity to "enjoy". If you can't do a car wash, do you want to be a porter?
His mother in his hometown talked to him on the phone again today, and as usual, Lin Yang reported good news and not bad news, he described to his mother his beautiful life in the big city, how he was appreciated by his boss, and how he wore a decent suit to work in a large company. He didn't know how long he could weave this lie, because his broken phone didn't have enough bills.
Lin Yang floated by one car after another, and the distance between him and these high-end cars was only a few meters, but these few meters were like two worlds. He had no way of knowing what kind of life the people in the car were living, and even if they had troubles, would they be much more advanced than him? Forget it! The people in the car will not know that there is such a "**silk" as him in the world!
Lin Yang didn't know how many streets he had walked, but at this time he was like a panting puppet, and he didn't feel tired.
"The 2012 new American Hollywood blockbuster "The Avengers" premiered tonight, and those who watched the premiere can get a precious gift from this theater, please buy tickets quickly, don't miss the opportunity!" In the loudspeaker of a theater, the news of the premiere of a new movie is constantly playing.
Perhaps attracted by the beautiful female voice on the loudspeaker, Lin Yang stopped and walked to the poster of the theater. The big poster was a promotional photo of the American movie "The Avengers". Five comic book heroes come to life.
Frankly speaking, Lin Yang likes movies more, and when he was in college, he watched them on the computer. Watching movies is a good kind of mental relaxation, and good movies can make people forget the troubles of reality for a while and indulge in it. In fact, movies are also a kind of YY, but they are not as exaggerated as novels.
After Lin Yang looked at the poster, he walked to the ticket office, but he was quickly scared back by the price at the ticket office. 80 yuan a ticket!
Watching a movie to relax is good, but unfortunately the price is too great, and it is not something that people like him who only have less than 60 yuan in their pockets can enjoy.
Lin Yang looked at the men, women, and children queuing up to buy tickets, and couldn't help but shake his head. "Hey, forget about the movie now, let's solve the stomach problem first." After walking for so long, I am indeed hungry.
A little to the west of the cinema, there is a place that sells bread and mineral water. Lin Yang walked over, "Boss, let's have a bread and a bottle of mineral water, well, the mineral water needs ice." β
"Don't worry, it's all frozen." The owner smiled and brought out bread and frozen mineral water. "It's a total of 8 yuan."
Lin Yang paid the money, took the mineral water and bread, couldn't wait to open the cap of the water bottle, and raised his head to take a sip. "It's naΓ―ve TMD fever to death." He muttered to himself.
Lin Yang opened the bag on the bread and began to chew it in large gulps. As he ate, he looked around. The area around the cinema is indeed lively. A couple, a young couple walked into the theater holding each other. There are also families of all ages, chatting and laughing. The neon lights on the streets began to flicker, matching the "dripping" of the cars. All this forms a corner of the nightlife of Kitanaka City.
Not far from the bakery, there is a billboard made of aluminum alloy, on the billboard is still the poster of "The Avengers", the white woven lamp tube makes the poster particularly eye-catching, and the big letters on it read: They are the heroes who defend the earth!
Just under the billboard, well, sat a ragged beggar.
The beggar looked as if he had not been bathed since birth, unkempt, with a long beard and hair joined by a few flies.
Lin Yang's brows couldn't help but lock, it seems that in this world, there are more people who are worse than himself. The beggar leaned against the billboard, his withered face mixed with sweat and mud.
People passing by him don't want to say anything or money to give him, and they don't even want to look at it. From people's indifferent eyes, Lin Yang felt that this beggar was like an alternative in the world. He was in stark contrast to the gaudy poster.
Lin Yang's heart seemed to be pricked. He shook his head, turned and walked to the bakery.
"Boss, give me another loaf of bread and a bottle of mineral water." Lin Yang said to the boss.
"Okay." The boss said and took out something, "8 yuan." β
Lin Yang walked in front of the beggar with the bread and mineral water he had just bought. He patted the beggar on the shoulder, and the beggar slowly raised his head, perhaps because the light was a little harsh, and the beggar's eyes were not fully open.
Lin Yang didn't think much about it, he put the two things in the beggar's arms, and then said, "Hungry!" Hmm" After speaking, Lin Yang smiled at the beggar and turned around to leave.
That's all I can do. Although it was only 8 yuan, it made Lin Yang's heart feel a lot better.
"Wait a minute, young man." The beggar's voice reached Lin Yang's ears, and the voice was not loud but it was true.
Lin Yang turned around, he looked at the beggar, he shook the bread in his hand, and said with a smile: "Uncle, eat it, it tastes good." β
"Huh." The beggar smiled, "Did you just lose your job?" β
Lin Yang was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself how could he know, could it be that I had it written on my face?
The beggar leaned to the side and pointed, "Sit down, let's talk." β
Lin raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, not knowing what to say for a while, but his body was still in place. "If you think I'm dirty, forget it." The beggar smiled, then no longer paid attention to Lin Yang, but lowered his head and opened the bread, he picked up the bread with his black hands and took a big bite. "Hmm," said the beggar as he chewed, "it tastes good." β
Lin Yang smiled helplessly, shook his head, walked to the beggar's side, and sat down. The beggar was dirty, but not unpleasant. Lin Yang thought to himself that his situation in this city was actually not much higher than that of others. "How do you know I just lost my job?" Lin Yang asked puzzled.
"Because I'm a god." The beggar raised his head and drank the mineral water, wiped his mouth and replied.
"Poof!" Lin Yang shook his head and laughed, he turned his head to look at the beggar. "You're crazy."
"You don't believe me?" The beggar said.
"I believe it." Lin Yang smiled and said, "Then do you know who I am?" β
The beggar looked at Lin Yang puzzled.
"I am the reincarnation of the Buddha." Lin Yang said as he took a bite of bread.
"Buddha?" The beggar smiled, "Strictly speaking, he should be my disciple. β